Sorry, still no bee stories.
It's been a Rather Peculiar Week. Family-wise.
The dispute with B's mum has escalated in to an exchange of letters (her to him) and emails (him to her). One one side these are hysterical and accusatory and on the other calm and very firm.
We are having a naming ceremony for Leo in the weekend after next at Ma's. Kate and Vic will not be attending. They are off on a round the world trip for nine weeks the weekend after that; and it is doubtful that we will either a) have the time to take him up to Merseyside for them to see him and b) have the good temper and self control to do so anyway.
It's all rather childish - but we don't want any more conflict and we don't want Kate trying to drive a wedge between us. Although outwardly I am quite calm about it all, inside I am icily angry at her, firstly for upsetting B so badly by flouncing around saying they wouldn't bother to come to Somerset if we 'weren't going to have a proper baptism, only a naming ceremony'; and secondly, for telephoning my mother and adding to her stress.
She has behaved really oddly; refusing to leave our house when asked, standing in our lane shouting obscenities at B as she was going; writing him a letter with a list of all the things they have done for us over the course of the last year and saying that we are ungrateful; trying to bully us in to doing things her way; focusing most of the foregoing on me.
Last night I dreamt that she was in bed with me, trying to push me out. My subconscious is obviously a bit concerned.
It has no need to be, as B has made it very clear to everyone where his loyalties lie. But neither of us thrive in an atmosphere of conflict. Also, Kate and Vic have arranged to lend us the money to renovate the house so that we can get a lodger and thus lessen our financial issues. Neither of us want to take the money as it is just going to be something that she can throw in our face; but she has transferred it in to our bank account, regardless.
I hope this makes sense. So much has happened in such a short space of time that I may have missed out huge steps in the turgid and emotional chain of events.
Anyway, on a (very much) happier note - we spent the weekend with the downsizer.net crowd at a small farm just outside Carmarthen. It was great fun and very, very chilled out. About fifty people went, we ate, we talked, we shared skills like shooting; chicken killing and dressing; bender-making; knitting; and bee-keeping. We are going to do it again, next year, hopefully.
For now, that is all. B is away until Friday night. It's the first time that I have been alone with Leo for about four months and I am rather nervous about whether or not I will cope. So far though, we are doing fine. I have food prepared for us, his bottles ready for tomorrow and I am on top of the washing.
Now, I go to bed, to play some Caesar 4.
Edit to say: The very, VERY odd thing about the Kate Saga is that she is not AT ALL religious.